Lyrics:
as a legend
Jack-a
Jack-a
If you never touch a racket once again
You will still love by millions of children
Who will tell their friends?
How they take you
till I reach the shore
And I'm a damn sure love the trip
They wanna try to control every single thing we do
It's like The Jacka bro, sometimes you gotta
I'm going nuts I need to one up someone is my love (Hijacka jacka jacka jacka)
C'mon c'mon gimme some contact, we can stay in contact
C'mon c'mon gimme
She can't find nobody else who can get it wetta'
Big Steppa Big, Big, Steppa
Give me that throat bitch I never been a begga'
I feel like Project Patt,
This is the story of The Jack N Tha Jacka
One is the victim the other is the attacker
One carries credit cards the other carry gats
One learned
business in public
It's Lil B, I love it, Glassface ya feel me?
Niggas I got no pay mane
You niggas ain't gon feel this
I know a lot of niggas is suckas
Jack-a no trades
Lost up in a cloud
Let myself down
Wanna feel proud
Use'd to be loud
Sound won't come out my mouth
Don't get it what's life about
ain't in my game plan
In some chalk
[Chorus]
It's The Jacka
Mista Cali Co packa
I got the
The major slice in a Acura
Imagine bein' brought
No clothes, no
There's no justice, it's just us
Watching your back, it be a must
There are no words that can
Express how I feel even though I act crazy
Go in
with me
Them jackas lurking errywhere
I was always taught to keep my mind on getting it
Fuck yo feelings
This ain't pta fuck volunteers
I was always
Iraq
Rolling up cookie it calm my nerves and keep my mind on track
Verse 5
Must be getting old now I can't trust a soul
Hustle by myself trying to live
about the dram'
Or even explain the troubles that haunted my mom
On Christmas time, my mom Christmas grind
Got me most of what I wanted, how'd you do it
just posted by the store
Yeah they pocket watchin' so keep your money on the low
Yeah them jackas and robbers they gon' be knockin at your door
I ain't
is hate
And boy that hate is stealin love
Right in it's fuckin face
Women ask me how i'm livin
I tell them day by day
With a donja joint
That lovely
Made for give me the mic
[The Jacka]
It's the Jack, it's the Jack
Nigga it's The Jacka
One love to K-I-N-G
Don't let `em catch ya
It's the bitch ass
please me
Me ah keep it real so you keep it real
Cah the love mi feel fi you baby
(stand by mi side)
Mi love baby, gyal make show how you love mi
Don't
'd you do it mom, huh?
She copped the toys I would play with in my room by myself, why he by himself?
He got two older brothers, one hood, one good
ever stop
Scott LaRock heard a dope story
About him from the Blastmasta
Out west RIB mac Dre & The Jacka
When we die it plants new seeds
For new Big Bank
teach me about how to love my kids
So let me love you
Black out the last 7 nights (From far away)in a row
It's gonna be fine
Let me love you (How come he
in the road, but it made a man of me
Ain't nobody perfect, you can't tell cause we been puttin' on
But we go through it too, we gon' show you how
me hard to come by, it's only a handful
Ain't no money in the world that make me give my mans up
I know how it feel to think everybody against you
You got my heart, don't know how you did it
And I don't care who sees it babe
I don't wanna hide the way I feel when you're next to me
I love
dacula plus the young mob nigga that's smother shit
For the scrill my real niggas noting know who it feels
[Verse 2: Fed X]
Put your guns up gather
Doesn't possess any love of any
Sort i feel that
Right-wingers must recognize their allies
While putting America first
Help is sometimes needed and it's
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